सा तां मायां भस्म कृत्वा ज्वलन्ती; भित्त्वा गाढं हृदयं राक्षसस्य ॥
ऊर्ध्वं ययौ दीप्यमाना निशायां; नक्षत्राणाम् अन्तराण्य् आविशन्ती ॥
युद्ध्वा चित्रैर् विविधैः शस्त्रपूगैर्; दिव्यैर् वीरो मानुषै राक्षसैश् च ॥
नदन् नादान् विविधान् भैरवांश् च; प्राणान् इष्टांस् त्याजितः शक्रशक्त्या ॥
इदं चान्यच् चित्रम् आश्चर्यरूपं; चकारासौ कर्म शत्रुक्षयाय ॥
तस्मिन् काले शक्तिनिर्भिन्नमर्मा; बभौ राजन् मेघशैलप्रकाशः ॥
ततो ऽन्तरिक्षाद् अपतद् गतासुः; स राक्षसेन्द्रो भुवि भिन्नदेहः ॥
अवाक्शिराः स्तब्धगात्रो विजिह्वो; घटोत्कचो महद् आस्थाय रूपम् ॥
sā tāṃ māyāṃ bhasma kṛtvā jvalantī; bhittvā gāḍhaṃ hṛdayaṃ rākṣasasya ||
ūrdhvaṃ yayau dīpyamānā niśāyāṃ; nakṣatrāṇām antarāṇy āviśantī ||
yuddhvā citrair vividhaiḥ śastrapūgair; divyair vīro mānuṣai rākṣasaiś ca ||
nadan nādān vividhān bhairavāṃś ca; prāṇān iṣṭāṃs tyājitaḥ śakraśaktyā ||
idaṃ cānyac citram āścaryarūpaṃ; cakārāsau karma śatrukṣayāya ||
tasmin kāle śaktinirbhinnamarmā; babhau rājan meghaśailaprakāśaḥ ||
tato 'ntarikṣād apatad gatāsuḥ; sa rākṣasendro bhuvi bhinnadehaḥ ||
avākśirāḥ stabdhagātro vijihvo; ghaṭotkaco mahad āsthāya rūpam ||
It, that sorcery, turning to ash, blazing, piercing deep the heart of the rakshasa, went upward, shining in the night, entering the spaces between the stars. Having fought with a wondrous multitude of varied weapons — divine, human, and rakshasa — the hero, uttering various dread cries, was deprived of his dear life by Shakra's spear. And this other wondrous, marvelous deed he performed for the destruction of the enemies: at that time, with his vitals pierced by the spear, he shone, o king, in appearance like a cloud-mountain. Then from the sky he fell, lifeless — that lord of the rakshasas — to the ground, body torn, head downward, body stiffened, tongue hanging out, Ghatotkacha, having assumed a huge form.
ad2a1af869dd · प्रकाशित 19 जुल॰ 2026, 4:58:10 pm UTC
उपलब्ध भाषाएँRUENश्लोक बदलें इन कुंजियों से
Ghatotkacha perishes — but "for the destruction of the enemies": falling, he assumes a huge form to crush them beneath himself. It is telling that the spear, having burned him, ascends to the stars — the gift of the gods returns to heaven. The verse teaches that even death can serve a purpose: Ghatotkacha's sacrifice is not in vain — he forced the fateful spear to be spent, and even in falling destroys enemies; and he who gives up his life with purpose triumphs even in dying.